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Unraveling Slowly, Part 3
The refusal did not just hit our family. It hit the people who planned around our leaving. It exposed an old wound in me, the fear of being a burden, the instinct to handle pain alone. This part is about the call with Bob and Melissa, the folding table reminder, and the way God keeps placing people in my path who refuse to let me hide.
Unraveling Slowly, Part 2
After the tears came the facts. The refusal letter was clinical, and the reason was one line: the job title and duties on our Certificate of Sponsorship were deemed inappropriate under the Minister of Religion route. This part lays out the exact wording, the December 15 deadline, the undeliverable email nightmare, and what it would cost to reapply all over again.
Unraveling Slowly, Part 1
I was standing in the middle of a Christmas gift exchange at work when my phone buzzed. “All four visas were rejected.” I kept my face steady so I wouldn’t ruin anyone else’s joy, then slipped upstairs, clocked out, and tried to disappear. But before I could leave, Tina wrapped me in prayer, and I walked out with my heart shattered and my head still up.
They Went Anyway
The Book of Acts is not a polished story of success, but a raw account of endurance. From the first sermon at Pentecost to the stoning of Stephen and the imprisonments of Paul, the early Church advanced through fire, not fame. Their faith was not a cultural accessory, but a commitment that cost them everything. This reflection invites us to remember the price they paid—and the power that propelled them.
When the Wait Is the Wilderness
We did everything right: submitted our papers, showed up prepared, and trusted God through it all. But instead of answers, we’ve only received silence. This isn’t just red tape. This is a wilderness. And in the waiting, we’re learning to look for Him anyway.
Can’t Help Myself
Each day that passes feels heavier than the one before. I’m not doubting God’s promise, far from it, but I’m weary. I’ve prayed, submitted, surrendered, and waited. And still… we wait. My heart feels like that robotic arm from Can’t Help Myself, a sculpture I encourage you to look up, sweeping up the same hope that keeps spilling out onto the floor, over and over, because it feels like nothing ever comes without bloodletting. I’m tired of trying to protect all sides. Of being everything. Of bleeding out in front of people who never notice. This weekend, at Real Woman Camp, I realized: it’s time to stop cleaning up the mess and finally let God hold the broom.
When God Trusts You With The Battle
Sometimes God doesn’t remove the fire. He walks in it with you.
This is a story of suffering, faith, and fierce obedience.
Of a woman who didn’t break.
Read about Tina. And I’d love it if you’d pray for her.
Thou Shalt Not Cancel
What if the Ten Commandments aren’t just rules… but divine invitations?
This piece explores how we’ve misunderstood the Sabbath, how culture has discarded one of God’s core decrees, and what it means to truly live a life of holy rest, truth, and alignment with the heart of Jesus. Including rich symbolism, scriptural insight, and a personal reflection on rediscovering the beauty of God’s law.
The Mourning After
The murder of Charlie Kirk was more than a headline. It was a moment of reckoning. In the silence after the shots, I sat with the sorrow, the questions, and the heartbreak.
What does it mean when we cheer for death instead of mourn a life?
Learning When To Walk Away
From the pain of rejection to the healing power of Scripture, this one is raw and real.
I used to think it was my job to fix people. To carry the weight of broken relationships. To fight for peace, even if it meant burning down my own soul in the process.